The Predicament (The Proposition #3.5)
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Authors: Katie Ashley
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To my readers—
thank you for loving the characters of The Proposition. Your love has blessed my life in more ways than I can ever say, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
As she sat in a leather chair beside the crackling fireplace, Casey Rossi gazed down into the diminutive face of her drowsy-eyed daughter. After glancing at the clock on the mantle, Casey smiled. “Hang on, Liv. Just ten more minutes until Daddy walks through the door to see you.”
Olivia widened her dark brown eyes as she appeared to be contemplating Casey’s words. But then the overwhelming desire to sleep won out. With her eyelids drooping, she gave a yawn and then snuggled closer against Casey’s chest. Considering keeping a sleeping baby awake was the equivalent of skipping through a landmine, Casey let Olivia drift off. Nate could wake her up if he wanted to and then deal with the repercussions.
Instead of turning on the TV or catching up on work emails, she merely stared at the perfection that was Olivia. Watching her daughter sleep had become one of her favorite pastimes. It amazed her that she never seemed to tire of doing it. Each time she did, she noticed something different about Olivia’s tiny features—the way the double dimples she had inherited from her father never faded even when she wasn’t smiling, the way her dark little brow furrowed from time to time as if she was having some sort of baby dream. Everything about Olivia was enthralling, which never ceased to surprise Casey.
